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| Arms of the Angel - Chapter 4 | |
| By Storywriter1987 | ||||||||||||||||||
| 07 January 2007 | ||||||||||||||||||
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Here you go. I didn’t see Dom for 3 weeks after that, outside of lectures I mean. But then it was the leavers dance. As usual I had no one to go with…. or so I thought. 2 Days before the dance I had a knock on the dorm door… “Hi Lisa. how are you?” “Hi Dom, I’m ok, I think. Thanks for asking. You?” “I’ve been better. Can I come in?” “Yeah sure, cuppa? What can I do for you?” I never actually got round to making the tea, I was almost pouring the water in and he spun me round and kissed me passionately. This caught me totally by surprise and I grabbed him to hold myself up, then I thought ‘what the hell’. This was exactly what I had dreamt of since that first kiss we’d had, all I would ever dream about from now on, so I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. My toes curled as a wave of passion blew threw me and he mouth kept on mine for what seemed like an eternity. I welcomed his soft lips, I welcomed his body against mine, I welcomed the hand again caressing my bottom as his lips caressed my own. I felt a thudding deep inside me and as we pulled back and looked into each others eye the thudding got worse. Also there was this intense feeling of wanting, longing, love. “I actually only came round to ask you if you would go to the dance with me. I can’t stop thinking about the arse I made of myself. I let you go, when all my heart and my head was telling me to do was to hold you close and never let go. So, will you go to the dance with me?” My thoughts took over - Oh, my, god. Deep breathes Lisa, keep breathing, this is what you wanted. He likes you! Go for it. No you cant, he’s leading you on. You’re ugly, its not real. You can’t go. Don’t … “I’d love to. Thank you asking me. Yes, I will go with you, Dom.” “Great, listen. I have to say this now if I don’t then. You look gorgeous.” “Thank you. Its nice to see you again, sorry about last time. About bringing up memories about Susie. It must still be painful. I’m sorry.” I put my head down in shame but he laced his finger gently under my chin and raised it so I could see his big brown eyes look at me, no, correction – they were looking through me and into my soul. It felt like he was my heart and soul and every nerve ending in my body longed and undulated towards him and the pleasure another kiss could bring. “Forget it, it’s not your fault. You didn’t know. She would like you, would our Suze? I’ll pick you up at 7pm and I hope that you are, unlike any other women I know, ready to go. I have to go. Bye gorgeous.” Dance day. I was sat in my dorm when Ella, my roommate, came in looking lovely as ever. She was in a green dress with brought out her dark tan and the glistening in her eyes she had that made everyone feel special. Her dress was full length and it was accompanied by a black shawl to match her shoes. Her make up was light. Her lipstick deep red. As for me I was in my baby blue, full length dress. Shawl baby blue too. But I didn’t want to be wearing it. She knew something was wrong. Always did. “Hey you, you need to get ready. Dom will be here soon. Can’t keep a good looking man waiting. Hey darling why are you crying?” “I’m not going. I know I should have told him before but I can’t go. Everyone will look at me and think I’m the stupid, fat person and he’ll be the laughing stock of the entire uni. I can’t do that to him. I care about him too much to let that happen. You go and tell him for me. Please.” “No chance, I am not going in a car with David on my own. Randy sod!” “Oi that’s my brother you’re talking about.” “Your brother? But he can’t be. I mean he just can’t be. You’ve got different names. He can’t be. He’s not really your brother, is he?”
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